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4 years ago I was making $11 an hour working as a line cook...I wasn't even grossing 30k a year. I had a busted ass one bedroom apartment, a broke down 1997 Pontiac Sunfire convertible and nothing in my savings account. I couldn't afford health insurance, car insurance...I used to make $50 worth of groceries last a whole month. I'd take my daughter to McDonald's after school and buy her a happy meal and couldn't afford nothing for myself.
But guess what....
I LOVED living. I still worked out, still was passionate about being active. The little things still excited me...like hitting up downtown on a Friday night, watching a good movie or copping the new 2k. I'd pick up my daughter from school and drop the top on that old ass Sunfire and you couldn't tell me nothing...
Money doesn't mean shyt if you've lost who YOU are. When you lose that spark...that spirit of enthusiasm...no amount of wealth or professional success can get you right.
Just some lil' musings on a Sunday night.
But guess what....
I LOVED living. I still worked out, still was passionate about being active. The little things still excited me...like hitting up downtown on a Friday night, watching a good movie or copping the new 2k. I'd pick up my daughter from school and drop the top on that old ass Sunfire and you couldn't tell me nothing...

Money doesn't mean shyt if you've lost who YOU are. When you lose that spark...that spirit of enthusiasm...no amount of wealth or professional success can get you right.
Just some lil' musings on a Sunday night.